Good morning sweetheart
Good morning my Saint of a sweetheart
It has been two year mother since the boy has sailed on his mythical journey
Since he hid within his luggage the green morning of his homeland and her stars, and her stre...
I was thinking of letters,
We all have a lot in our lifeA few good - a few
But mostly run of the mill-I suppose that's my
For writing to run of the mill people
There are no stars to-night But those of memory
Yet how much room for memory there is In the loose girdle of soft rain
There is even room enough For the letters of my mother's mother,
Elizabeth,
I send letters to my Beloved,
The dear Krishna
But He sends no message of reply,
Purposely preserving silence
A letter came from Dick to-day; A greeting glad he sends to me
He tells of one more bloody fray— Of how with bomb and rifle they Have put their mark for all to see Across rock-ribbed Gallipoli
“How are you doing
Hope all's well, I i...
1I carved your name on my watchbandwith my fingernail
Where I am, you know,
I don't have a pearl-handled jackknife(they won't give me anything sharp) or a plane tree with its head in the clouds
Trees may grow in the yard,but I'm not...
From Martial Now is windy and the waves are cresting over Fall is soon to come to change the place entirely
Change of colors moves me,
Postum, even stronger Than a girlfriend while she’s changing her attire
Maidens comfort you but t...